I sat upon your thoughts
And seemed to loose my way
The way you stroked your brushes
On the paint filled canvas that day...
The image you drew
Reflected me in you
The colors you painted
Seemed my heart was tainted...
U drew my face on the wall
Distorted Disfigured and very small
Yet the black and the white mixed to grey...
On the paint filled canvas that day...
U tried too hard to paint something new!
Each time you did...it was me you drew
My image stuck in your mind
You did'nt have a choice to rewind
From what we had left behind.
U wanted to mix the shades that way
On the paint filled canvas that day....
